Cheer up, Church!

http://youtu.be/WJ34_QaK3MM The sheep of Lancashire, England, grazing on rolling hills, bleated at us to tell this story. We imposed on the Carter family and Robert graciously sent his dog Monty across the field to round-up several sheep for the storytelling. Between calls of “walk,” and “away,” Monty kept the sheep in line while I wrestled …

12 Hours ’till I’m Gone

I have 12 hours to finish everything. Today’s my last day in the office before sabbatical. Tomorrow and the next day we’ll be at an Annual Conference and then the day after that…I’m gone. As we say in Spanish, I’ll be “historia!” Actually, we don’t say that in Spanish. 11 hours 58 minutes. As Samuel …

One From the Road

I find myself at that awkward age between not-yet-dead and too-old-to-sleep-in. 3:00 AM, this morning. Lying in bed with a fan balanced on the bed beside me, a white-noise machine hissing on the floor, mosquitos gnawing on my hands if they are wanton enough to slip out from under the sheet. I’m wide-awake. Nothing hurts. …